Poof the wimpy Kitty is our adult male Maine Coon, who just so happens to prove he's a wimp at every given opportunity. Years ago, I was in the market to find my wife a kitten. We already had 2 females, but since the kids had grown up and moved out, we had space to fill. I thought she'd enjoy a new little one into the family. But my criteria was, it had to be a female to avoid some reproduction action in the future. So I scoured the internet for about 2 months, and finally, there was one female kitten available, but it was a 2 hour drive, and in a pretty tough section. So I take the trip down there, get lost for several hours, finally find the kitten, take it, pay, and took off to head home (got lost getting out of there as well, but don't tell anyone!)When I brought it in my wife loved it, and called it Poofy, mainly because it was a little orange poof ball. After a week or so, my wife noticed something... Poof was a he!!! Well, at least he waited a while to break the news.